Your Touch

The touch of your skin, anywhere on my body
Leaves me nervous and begging for more
Your hand on my back sends chills down my spine
And your lips on mine make me want to stay still
I get nervous and scared, yet willing and ready
Forbidden games are often more thrilling
You hold me close, and I squeeze you tight
You take my breath away
And your breathing tells me you’re nervous
We stay there together
I’m engulfed in your touch

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